A sharp pulse pierced through paper-thin walls and shook me to my core. I was snapped back into reality after staring at a desolate white door for hours, waiting for something, someone to let me know that everything was okay. I took a let out a heavy sigh, closed my eyes and sat back in my chair. I listened to that rhythmic beeping as it echoed through the halls.

The hospital was cold, as usual, but I had gotten used to it by now. I used to spend one day a month here, but now it invites me every weekend. I had no choice. I mean, how could I resist? This place loves us a lot. It loves us so much that it gives us each our own custom experience. I have the privilege of being drenched in solitude, while my wife is embraced by a myriad of cables and machines. Love. Yes, this is the love we get.

Finally, a young woman in blue scrubs opened the door. She motioned for me to go inside. I jumped out of my seat without hesitation and brushed past her without even sparing a passing glance.

I was so excited to finally take my wife home, but, alas, as usual, I was left disappointed. I guess she wasn't done with her experience yet. In fact, it seemed like she had been gifted more cables. She must've paid for premium.

The nurse patted me on the back and left the room, closing the door behind her. I slowly sat down beside her bed and stared at her face, desperately hoping that she'd wake up soon so I could talk to her.

Even when she's at her lowest, her face pale and dried out, I couldn't help but smile. How lucky was I to have married a woman so beautiful that it seemed undeniable that God spent a little extra time on her. It's clear she wasn't meant for this world, she should've stayed in heaven where she belonged, but I guess the angel wanted to have a thrilling experience on Earth at the expense of her life.

I caressed her face, on the verge of tears, "Was it worth it, my love?" I whispered. I pressed my face against hers. My breathing was shaky. "It's okay if you regret choosing life on Earth, you'll get to go home soon."

I broke down crying. If this is the love we get, then maybe I don't want it anymore.